Gatherings at the "Serviceability" bar

Lizzy and Bizzy danced in the rain. Passers-by looked around, watching this spectacle, but the girls did not seem to care. With their jackets stuck to their bodies and their hair wet, they sang “I Sing in the Rain” by Ajin Delli (a shortened version of the title. People opposite the drones find it easier to remember songs where the titles are shorter than the song itself, and not vice versa), laughing and splashing water from puddles. When their fervor died down a little, Lizzy said: — I’ve never had so much fun before... I’ll have to do it again someday... — That’s another thing, - Bizzy responded, breathing heavily, you haven’t been... to the Boulevard of Songs... yet. Incarnations of characters from films and books, animate and inanimate objects, passed by. The glass in the “Serviceability” bar shattered and Mradpm sprawled out epically on the asphalt. — Well, it has begun... - Bizzy drawled - now my brother will fly too. Screams, sounds of blows and breaking glass could be heard from the bar. A few patrons left the bar, limping and groaning, but the bulk of the drones were enthusiastically destroying the establishment and each other. — Maybe we can save your brother from black eyes? - Lizzy suggested with some anxiety. — No, - Bizzy waved her hand, - let him have fun. He deserved it. Meanwhile, a gang of illegal immigrants, Erumder Noserd, appeared on Character Street. The girls, who already knew the dangers of meeting these pockmarked creatures, hastily disappeared into the alley. — Eh, well, now it’s definitely screwed for everyone, - Lizzy drawled, furtively watching how the gang, having heard the noise in the bar, headed there. And it’s true: after a few minutes the noise only intensified. — No, I’m not sure, - Bizzy said with some pride, who else will lose more teeth to whom, that’s the question. Nivke suddenly burst into the alley, trembling like a bath leaf and with a split lip. — No, girls, I won’t go on your street again... - she said to Lizzy and Bizzy, who were surprised by her appearance. About seven minutes later, a black and blue car with the words “Fandom City Police” on the doors drove up to the bar and dispersed the raging brawlers from different streets with batons, stun guns and a water cannon. We managed to get by without casualties (as always, which incredibly upset everyone)...